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When Jack came to speak of Jonathan Wild, his countenance fell. He strangled the infant, which slipped out of his hands and screamed. At the first glance, he imagined he must have stumbled upon a museum of rarities, there were so many glass-cases, so many open cabinets, ranged against the walls; but the next convinced him that if Jonathan was a virtuoso, his tastes did not run in the ordinary channels. It was less will than education. Life waits for us.
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